This is how easy it is to get me really excited (no, not that way) - I unloaded my knitting from my purse before going out to lunch today. When I got back, I walked into my cubicle, saw a pile of knitting on my chair and actually thought "Whee, someone left a yarn present!" Not remembering that the someone was me and the "yarn present" was MY OWN KNITTING.
I'm trying to see this as proof of a deep and abiding love for my sock - I even like it when I think it's someone else's knitting.
Or, you know, early onset dementia, whatever.
November 22, 2006
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That's really funny. Sorry it wasn't a yarn present from someone else.
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